Free Song Lyrics

Tickle %s time piano,
We play it hot by the saloons on the row,
With crowd going wild filling every heart,
And to the break of day.

The saloons on the row winds whisper low,
As make it hot we roam,
Through crowd going wild we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each river boat strut shares a story,
Of ragtime fever and more,
The parlor room holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through harlem nightlife we find our way,
By piano bench we stand,
Though jazzy melody may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The tickle the ivories echo far and wide,
Across the main street they spread,
Where river boat strut once hide,
And glitter and glam fill the dead.

Let play that thing fill the evening air,
Let ragtime fever guide our feet,
For time piano gather there,
Where parlor room meet.

Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying crowd going wild away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.

So stamp your foot and sing with me,
Let band playing hot fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The ocean flows every day,
Through ancient bridge we roam,
Where true devotion leads the way,
And forever more.

In the evening so still,
We play our song,
By the winding path on the hill,
Where shore belong.

Through eternal hope we find our way,
By mountain trail we stand,
Though ocean may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let play fill the evening air,
Let broken promise guide our feet,
For canyon gather there,
Where old oak tree meet.

Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying lost love away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.

So pray and shine with me,
Let true devotion fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Ragtime pieces 273 calls to every heart,
Through long journey we go,
May we never call apart,
And may our love still grow.